Poems About Redemption Seeking Friendly Advice
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Poems about redemption seeking friendly advice. Friendly advice and comments have been requested for these poems.
oskar
Poem Published
6th Apr 2025 1:51pm
6th Apr 2025 1:51pm
the cook
The Cook
Among pots and pans
The heat of an oil stove
Not a place for dreaming
He saw the glittering sea
That had a cooling breeze
On its surface
For years, the open door
Was his freedom
Where does the ocean begin
The sea life ended
Jamaica was his destiny
A youthful dream coming true
Love only comes once
But its ember continues
Will he find where the ocean is?
Begins?
Among pots and pans
The heat of an oil stove
Not a place for dreaming
He saw the glittering sea
That had a cooling breeze
On its surface
For years, the open door
Was his freedom
Where does the ocean begin
The sea life ended
Jamaica was his destiny
A youthful dream coming true
Love only comes once
But its ember continues
Will he find where the ocean is?
Begins?
#love
#motivational
#redemption
#respect
#TimeHeals
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oskar
Poem Published
5th Apr 2025 4:27pm
5th Apr 2025 4:27pm
the class think
The class thing
I’m working class from the very beginning, my mother worked in a fish factory putting sardines
In the meantime, she went to work before me. My breakfast was standing in the kitchen, eating a slice of bread with margarine. if the school served breakfast, I ate there
I noticed early in life that those who spoke with educated voices got better treatment than we who spoke the street parlance
I tried to speak as the educated did, which made me tongue-tied and deeply shy, but it helped me to get an education of sorts
It was only after stumbling,...
I’m working class from the very beginning, my mother worked in a fish factory putting sardines
In the meantime, she went to work before me. My breakfast was standing in the kitchen, eating a slice of bread with margarine. if the school served breakfast, I ate there
I noticed early in life that those who spoke with educated voices got better treatment than we who spoke the street parlance
I tried to speak as the educated did, which made me tongue-tied and deeply shy, but it helped me to get an education of sorts
It was only after stumbling,...
#admiration
#courage
#motivational
#redemption
#respect
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oskar
Poem Published
19th Mar 2025 1:44pm
19th Mar 2025 1:44pm
daylight ghost
The daylight ghosts
I took the bus to the village
it didn’t stop there anymore, and no buses were going
that way.
The only road to my house was a track
For tractors and mules.
In my absence, wartime was hard
I met a man who
if I paid to drive to the village for a few Euros.
My old dog sat outside, and I took her some
moments before it recognized me
glad to see me.
The door was open.
I walked into the kitchen.
A man came out of the living room
He was surprised to see me.
He had moved in since the house was...
I took the bus to the village
it didn’t stop there anymore, and no buses were going
that way.
The only road to my house was a track
For tractors and mules.
In my absence, wartime was hard
I met a man who
if I paid to drive to the village for a few Euros.
My old dog sat outside, and I took her some
moments before it recognized me
glad to see me.
The door was open.
I walked into the kitchen.
A man came out of the living room
He was surprised to see me.
He had moved in since the house was...
#hope
#redemption
#respect
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oskar
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 10:45pm
15th Mar 2025 10:45pm
a shipping accident
The shipping accident
It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea is always a busy seaway
In his cabin, lit a cigarette, sat down and opened his personal computer to send an email to his wife; he had a two-month vacation coming soon and said he missed her and loved her, if she came to Amsterdam, they could travel to Swiss
Then, an almighty shudder, he was thrown off his chair, hastily got up, ran up to the bridge, to his horror, his vessel...
It was late evening when the captain of a Russian owner cargo came down from the bridge where he and the first mate had mapped the route from Humberside to Amsterdam. North Sea is always a busy seaway
In his cabin, lit a cigarette, sat down and opened his personal computer to send an email to his wife; he had a two-month vacation coming soon and said he missed her and loved her, if she came to Amsterdam, they could travel to Swiss
Then, an almighty shudder, he was thrown off his chair, hastily got up, ran up to the bridge, to his horror, his vessel...
#kindness
#motivational
#redemption #respect
#redemption #respect
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Lady_Hades333
Poem Published
15th Mar 2025 7:38am
15th Mar 2025 7:38am
AntiHero of Hades
your purpose, little spark;
Harness all that you are,
all that I have made you to be.
You will find your fire
and you will bring forth a great ignition.
You will be the Phoenix of my domain.
You will rise from the ashes of the Underworld
and all of Olympus
will fall from the sky,
By your hand.
You are my design.
Harness all that you are,
all that I have made you to be.
You will find your fire
and you will bring forth a great ignition.
You will be the Phoenix of my domain.
You will rise from the ashes of the Underworld
and all of Olympus
will fall from the sky,
By your hand.
You are my design.
#determination
#MyInspiration
#mythology
#redemption
#SelfDiscovery
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oskar
Poem Published
14th Mar 2025 1:56pm
14th Mar 2025 1:56pm
the scent of a sonnet
The scent of the sonnet
I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in
the plot had no tits and wore an evening dress with aplomb….
Clearly, she had not sat on a carpet
in the forest of spring, where the animal of love roams it is
green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring
cat or a puppy that softly barks. It droplets of scents
that makes lovers enamored for a day or s
there is always a tomorrow of regrets for some.
If the woman with small tits happens to sit on a carpet in
the...
I was watching a TV program about Hercules Poirot
the heroine in
the plot had no tits and wore an evening dress with aplomb….
Clearly, she had not sat on a carpet
in the forest of spring, where the animal of love roams it is
green as spring grass has a pink underbelly that looks like a purring
cat or a puppy that softly barks. It droplets of scents
that makes lovers enamored for a day or s
there is always a tomorrow of regrets for some.
If the woman with small tits happens to sit on a carpet in
the...
#hope
#motivational
#redemption
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Ambjr
Poem Published
7th Mar 2025 9:07pm
7th Mar 2025 9:07pm
papercut Romeo
I play chords with hands
that bruise when they caress
fingers that write verses of worship
leavin trails of wounds when they touch
she collects my paper thin alibis
songs half written
poems torn along the edges
and keeps them in her bedside drawer
where my best intentions sleep
ivory keys remember my failures
black and whites absolutes
played by hands who only understand gray
coaxin fractions of beauty
from things that won’t bleed
they call me papercut Romeo
for the way my love cuts without...
that bruise when they caress
fingers that write verses of worship
leavin trails of wounds when they touch
she collects my paper thin alibis
songs half written
poems torn along the edges
and keeps them in her bedside drawer
where my best intentions sleep
ivory keys remember my failures
black and whites absolutes
played by hands who only understand gray
coaxin fractions of beauty
from things that won’t bleed
they call me papercut Romeo
for the way my love cuts without...
#forgiveness
#love
#redemption #relationships
#redemption #relationships
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oskar
Poem Published
2nd Mar 2025 9:25am
2nd Mar 2025 9:25am
morning poem
Morning poem
This morning, sky and sea had the color shiny grey and I could see forever and saw a man and his son on the deck of big ship, eating prunes because it was good for digesting heavy food. In my childhood, prunes a rare fruit was served at Christmas for the same reason, but only in America could one get hamburgers, as told by seafarers who had seen the bright lights at place called Broadway.
The sky shifted color to everyday grey, it began raining and the morning show was over
This morning, sky and sea had the color shiny grey and I could see forever and saw a man and his son on the deck of big ship, eating prunes because it was good for digesting heavy food. In my childhood, prunes a rare fruit was served at Christmas for the same reason, but only in America could one get hamburgers, as told by seafarers who had seen the bright lights at place called Broadway.
The sky shifted color to everyday grey, it began raining and the morning show was over
#admiration
#redemption
#respect #strength
#respect #strength
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oskar
Poem Published
26th Feb 2025 12:27pm
26th Feb 2025 12:27pm
the future as irony
The Future as Irony
If we try to look ahead, say ten years when ex-president Trump sits in a cell in Arizona sent by Elon Musk, who rules the world and has an army of all-seeing AI officials, people will wonder why Trump lived that long, living on burgers and Pepsi Cola, concluding it is a long-life diet they too must live by to become very old.
They don’t know that Elon Musk, the Titan planted a chip in Trump’s brain to keep him alive showing us he has no hard feelings against the man, who got him sacked in 2025 from a job he had taken delight in because there had been many...
If we try to look ahead, say ten years when ex-president Trump sits in a cell in Arizona sent by Elon Musk, who rules the world and has an army of all-seeing AI officials, people will wonder why Trump lived that long, living on burgers and Pepsi Cola, concluding it is a long-life diet they too must live by to become very old.
They don’t know that Elon Musk, the Titan planted a chip in Trump’s brain to keep him alive showing us he has no hard feelings against the man, who got him sacked in 2025 from a job he had taken delight in because there had been many...
#inspirational
#motivational
#redemption #TimeHeals
#redemption #TimeHeals
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Ambjr
Poem Published
25th Feb 2025 9:08pm
25th Feb 2025 9:08pm
the storm I created
she broke into this world
a storm wrapped in pink blankets
the daughter that borrowed my eyes
my temper
my frown
my tendency to stand
at the edge of shadows
what else could we do but spark?
squarin up over nothin and everythin
we catch fire the same way
quiet and hot
both refusin to bend or break
same flush in our cheeks
I still see her as four
hands on her hips
determination set
in the corners of her mouth
small voice deliverin judgement
speakin fluently in...
a storm wrapped in pink blankets
the daughter that borrowed my eyes
my temper
my frown
my tendency to stand
at the edge of shadows
what else could we do but spark?
squarin up over nothin and everythin
we catch fire the same way
quiet and hot
both refusin to bend or break
same flush in our cheeks
I still see her as four
hands on her hips
determination set
in the corners of her mouth
small voice deliverin judgement
speakin fluently in...
#addiction
#daughter
#fatherhood
#PersonalGrowth
#redemption
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moon_bather
Poem Published
24th Feb 2025 2:32am
24th Feb 2025 2:32am
Best Wishes
I truly wish
Of a beautiful bliss
Where you fly free
As well as all others
No accountability
We fly
Into the light
We got nothing
No worry,
NO STRIFE!
I’m here
Your fucking life
Here I am
Goddamn.
NO STRIFE!
let me fly
into the night
with no worry
with no strife
NO STRIFE!
i am
i am
holding on
(to) your nothingness
your nothingness
your void
your void
your strife
your STRIFE!
Of a beautiful bliss
Where you fly free
As well as all others
No accountability
We fly
Into the light
We got nothing
No worry,
NO STRIFE!
I’m here
Your fucking life
Here I am
Goddamn.
NO STRIFE!
let me fly
into the night
with no worry
with no strife
NO STRIFE!
i am
i am
holding on
(to) your nothingness
your nothingness
your void
your void
your strife
your STRIFE!
#emotions
#inspirational
#love
#redemption
#strength
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oskar
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 7:53pm
16th Feb 2025 7:53pm
hurt europe
Hurt Europe
Starmer and Macron dislike leaving the scene of a crime, not yet concluded, they will meet for lunch to discuss how they can prolong the Ukraine war and help Zelinsky win over Putin’s Russia, they have been sidelined by Trump who wants peace and gets his praise, a Nobel Medal
Trump, the man doesn't want them meddling it is his alone, needs not a humiliated Europe to snag get their foot in with left-winged nonsense Rutte, the new NATO boss has read the ruins he talks about China to please the USA and thinks of sending troops to defend Indonesia.
After lunch, Starmer...
Starmer and Macron dislike leaving the scene of a crime, not yet concluded, they will meet for lunch to discuss how they can prolong the Ukraine war and help Zelinsky win over Putin’s Russia, they have been sidelined by Trump who wants peace and gets his praise, a Nobel Medal
Trump, the man doesn't want them meddling it is his alone, needs not a humiliated Europe to snag get their foot in with left-winged nonsense Rutte, the new NATO boss has read the ruins he talks about China to please the USA and thinks of sending troops to defend Indonesia.
After lunch, Starmer...
#kindness
#love
#motivational #redemption
#motivational #redemption
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